Listening to Zhou Mad's shouting and shouting, Jun Lingtian was full of indifference and sneer, and said: "People are dying and their words are good, I will not take your barking words to heart." ”

"Jun Lingtian! you ...... You wait for me, this young master will be in this life, even if it is the eighteenth layer of hell, he will cut you with a thousand knives and break your corpse into thousands of pieces. With a roar of hatred, Zhou turned around and fled out of the canyon.

"Chase! When he reaches the outside of this canyon, the demonic power in his body will be bound by the divine aura on Mount Meru, and there will be no chance of turning defeat into victory!" The Holy Maiden of the Flower Fairy Valley, with jade feet and slender feet, chased towards the edge of the sky step by step.

The young master of the Black Devil Mountain, the second miss of Xingchen Mountain, followed closely and chased outside the canyon, leaving behind only a few geniuses.

At this time, Jun Lingtian looked at the ghost owl on his arm and said, "Don't rest, it's time for you to contribute." ”

"The Purgatory Kettle is down this canyon. The ghost owl said: "The person who sealed the purgatory pot is as powerful as the ancient holy monks, and they are all powerful ancient Buddhas, and the seal he left behind can break all demonic creatures, and I can't get in." Master, you have protected me with the energy of the relics, and it is possible to bring me into the seal. ”

"Understood. Jun Lingtian's figure flashed and he escaped into the ground.

When I dived a few thousand meters deep, a cave loomed ahead.

Outside this cave that spews mist and spews mist, the seal is densely engraved, thousands of Buddhist mantras.

You can still vaguely hear the sound of the Great Dao and the chanting of the Dharma, extending from the depths of this cave.

At the same time, a pure and flawless, surging and majestic Buddha energy surrounds outside this cave.

Anything evil approaches, and it will be attacked and devoured by this Buddha power as soon as possible.

Jun Lingtian deservedly took out the holy ancient relics.

He used the energy of the relics to skillfully shelter himself and the ghost owl, and then cautiously walked towards the sealing cave step by step.

"Hum~"

Layers of ripples and ripples, carved on the stone wall of the cave Dharma mantra, shining, divine sacred, stars like the sun and moon dazzling, diffuse holy Buddha light, like pervasive eyes, scanning Jun Lingtian's bloodline, race, if you find something wrong, the consequences are self-evident.

In order to be foolproof, Jun Lingtian put on the robe of the ancient holy monk, looking solemn, just like the young Buddha saint, only then did he pass through the Dharma energy cover outside the sealing cave and enter the inside of the sealing cave.

In the first half of the road, all I saw was a misty and brilliant picture. When I got to the depths of the cave, what I saw was a dark and boundless desolate world. Looking up, what caught my eye was a black cloud full of killing and evil energy, and in which cloud, an ancient pitch-black ancient pot, floating and floating.

Just by taking a look, Jun Lingtian felt a sense of horror that he was about to be taken away, and in the haze, there were three thousand gods and demons circling and entwining outside the black ancient pot, roaring and roaring. This is an inherently absolutely evil artifact.

The ghost owl turned into a cloud of mist, stayed beside Jun Lingtian, and sighed: "Tsk, the legendary Demon Dao artifact, it's better to see it than to hear it." Legend has it that if the power of this Purgatory Pot is fully unfolded, it can lead the real eighteen layers of hell to the real world. ”

Jun Lingtian didn't have anything to say, and said, "Don't give me ink, refining this purgatory pot will be a great creation for you, and it will also be of great benefit to me." ”

"Master, you said you would help me, otherwise my wrecked body would not have been approved by the Purgatory Pot. The ghost owl reminded seriously.

"Don't worry, am I the kind of person who doesn't believe in my word? I will definitely not go back to my word when I say that I will help you refine the Purgatory Pot. Jun Lingtian smiled, picked up the rusty, carrying the eternal Nine Shades of Green Emperor Lamp, and said with an evil smile: "No matter how powerful this purgatory pot is, it is not as powerful as this Nine Shades of Green Emperor Lamp, so you can go boldly and rest assured." ”

The ghost owl had never seen the Nine Shades of Green Emperor Lamp before, but as a great demon in the ancient era, he was also a demon creature of the inferior Supreme Realm in his heyday, and he keenly captured the mystery and horror of the Nine Shades of Green Emperor Lamp, and said with a shudder, "Master, what are you, why do I have an uncontrollable urge to want a moth to fight the fire?"

"Ask so much what to do, let you go!" Jun Ling Tian slapped down, pushing the remnants of the ghost owl to the Nine Heavens.

The dark and ancient purgatory pot, surrounded by three thousand gods and demons, has an indescribable oppressive effect on the soul of the ghost owl.

Jun Lingtian sacrificed the Nine Shadows Green Emperor Lamp and levitated it above the head of the ghost owl. An unbelievable scene happened immediately, and the purgatory pot was like a frightened deer under the candle flame of the Nine Shades Green Emperor Lamp, trembling and trembling.

"Oh my God. The ghost owl swallowed his saliva and said, "What is the origin of this magic weapon, master? It is a well-known ancient demon dao artifact: the Purgatory Pot! Even if a human immortal comes, it is impossible to deter the Purgatory Pot." ”

The ancient saying: Don't miss the opportunity and never come again! The ghost owl also knew in his heart that he should not have any chance to be contaminated with the magic artifact of the Purgatory Pot, but now that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is in front of him, he is going to give it a fight.

With a resolute roar, the ghost owl dragged the Nine Shadows Green Emperor Lamp and floated into the purgatory pot.

Jun Lingtian closely observed the fluctuations of the Purgatory Pot.

Time passed bit by bit, and a few hours later, the purgatory pot of Gujing Wubo was shining brightly.

The great crack in the space is presented between this side of heaven and earth, behind the big crack in the space that spews out magic light in the dark, it seems to be a mysterious and distant Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, where there are eighteen layers of hell to continue to cover.

The evil fluctuations of the purgatory pot echoed the breath behind these large cracks in space, and the harmony played together, pressing the time and space to fall apart, overwhelmed, as if it really wanted to cut the barrier of time and bring the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld to the real world.

Immediately.

Everything returns to the bland. The remnants of the demon owl flew out of the demon pot, and laughed excitedly: "Hahaha! I have controlled the purgatory pot! This king actually controls the purgatory pot! With this demon artifact, in the near future, this king will be the invincible overlord of the thirty-three heavens outside the territory, and all living beings will surrender to the feet of this king." ”

"Swelling. Jun Lingtian pursed his lips and said, "Are you still going to trample me under your feet?!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

The ghost said flatteringly, "Master, what you said, I can get the Purgatory Pot, thanks to the master's support, without the master, this king would not be able to control this purgatory pot." ”

"It's good that you know. Jun Lingtian was indifferent.

(End of chapter)